Saturday, June 16, 2007
It's Saturday morning and I'm watching the usual Top 20 countdown on VH1. It's something I look forward to every Saturday even though all of the songs are the same each week. Oh well. I'm a creature of habit. So, a lot went down this week and it was tres dramatic. The night of my rehearsal dinner my mom lost her tennis bracelet that my dad gave her like yeeeeeeeeeears ago. She realized she didn't have it the day of my wedding and didn't want to make a big deal out of it because we had a lot of other stuff going on that day but I knew it really bothered her, and my dad. So, we retraced our footsteps and revisited all of the places that we were in between the last time she saw it and the big wedding day. We couldn't find it and just came to the realization that it was gone. Aaron and I went on our honeymoon and came back to Charlotte and life progressed normally. Well, Monday night I'm perusing the jewelry listings on Craig's List because sometimes they will have some David Yurman stuff posted and I love finding a deal. Well, something caught my eye. A tennis bracelet for sale for, so i check out the bracelet and I'm like 99% sure it's my moms!!! So I email the woman and ask her if she still has it because I loooooove it and I have to see it. Sure 'nough, she emails me back the next morning and says she does and we need to meet up and I can look at it. Well, I'm like what the hizzle am I going to do if this bracelet is my moms? So, I consult my legal counsel. Uncle Brian. He talks to his lawyer friends and basically says if I think the bracelet is my moms and she's trying to sell it and doesn't fess up after I confront her then I'm takin' the bitch to small claims court. HAHAHAH. Can you imagine me on Judge Judy? Hilarious but a little nerve racking at the same time. So, we meet at Starbucks near our house. I bring my version of Big Black with me, Aaron, and we bravely face the perp. So as soon as I see her she just looks like a normal middle aged woman and I'm like wow, this is the nicest looking perp I've ever seen. I look at the bracelet and I"m like, yeah, this is my moms but to be sure I pull out a pair of earrings I had that came from the bracelet. And my earrings were bigger than the diamonds in the bracelet. Shoot. Not the bracelet. I was kind of sad that I didn't get to pull a Matlock on her behind but at least I knew for sure that the bracelet wasn't moms. So...in the end the braclet is still gone. :( Oh well. Maybe it will still turn up. I had some excitement for a couple of days!